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Chapter 66: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 17, The City
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Buying Charlotte Chapter 67: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 18, Making Up
He is bulging. Edging forward between his legs, I unbelt and unzip him, struggling a little to release his already hard cock from his clothes. Michael releases his grip on my hair, and behind me, I hear the sounds of undressing.As I drop to wipe my tongue across the droplet seeping from my Master´s cock-head, fingers probe behind me, dipping into my pussy, testing me.Michael´s voice, "She´s dripping. Our Charlotte´s back again."Then his hand pushes the back of my head, pressing me down over my Master´s pulsing shaft. "Go on. We both expect to see more than that in there. Get your mouth around him properly." I gape, as pushed inexorably downwards, the thick shaft penetrating my mouth, I take as much as I can."Thank you, Michael. I believe I can handle matters at this end. You make sure that that end is kept busy."Michael rams into me from behind, making me ´Mmmfff!!!´ through my mouthful of cock. He pumps hard, my pussy streaming as he pistons into me. A hand snakes aroun
Buying Charlotte Chapter 68: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 19, Fun In The Sun
Under the shade of a palm tree, hot sun, scalding the sky to a white shimmer, sends reflections blindingly across the pool. Michael, suckling at my nipple, cupping the breast in one hand, is playing havoc with my clit with the fingers of the other.Lying on a couple of beach towels, with just enough breeze to make the hot air bearable, I came out to lie in the shade. My Golden Lover arrived minutes later with a bottle of oil in his hand and the devil in his eyes."You´ll burn if you lay out like that, skin like yours. Let me oil you over.""I´m in the shade."He sucks his lips. "Let me put it another way. I would like to oil you over..." His grin is wicked. I can´t miss his meaning."Don´t think we need this, do we?" he says, reaching around me to unfasten my bikini top. Lying back, I stretch like a cat, arms over my head, displaying myself for him. Sunlight gilding his blond hair, bleached now almost to white against his deep summer tan, he grins, teeth very white against
Buying Charlotte Chapter 69: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 20, The Interview
The following day, tidily dressed in a crisply pressed white blouse, knee-length black shirt and inch heeled court shoes, I alternate between excitement and nerves. My Master drives me to the office. "Good luck," he says, giving me a peck on the cheek, and squeezing my hand.Checking in the bathroom that my long hair, rebellious at the best of times, has not escaped the multitude of pins keeping it firmly under control, I present myself at reception."I have an appointment with Mr Haswell. I´m..."I stall...What am I called?"Ah yes, Charlotte Conners isn´t it? Mr Haswell said to send you right in." The receptionist waves me towards the door.I tap."Come in."Richard Haswell is sitting on a low seat overlooking a vast cityscape. Wall to wall windows give a bird´s eye view of most of the City, drawing the eye over the river and beyond, to where I know his city renovation project is ongoing.He stands, smiling, holding out his hand to shake. "Good afternoon, Charlotte
Buying Charlotte Chapter 70: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 21, Playing To An Audience
Standing very close to me, holding me tight at waist and shoulder, the flogger in his hand trailing tails down the naked skin of my back, my Master inhales. "Ah, there´s my girl. Wet already. You smell wonderful."My hips, pressed tight against his, feeling his erection hard against me, quiver at his words. He backs away from me, with that non-smiling smile of his, allowing the leather tresses to trail over my shoulder as he moves.The faces beyond, pale against the darkness, seem mesmerised by the performance. There is not a sound, only the gaze of a hundred eyes on me.Michael, stepping behind, curves his arms around me, running hands over the flatness of my stomach, up through the curve of hip and waist, over the roundness of my heavy breasts. The eyes follow his every movement, as he displays me to them.The beautiful dress sparkles and shimmers as it ripples under his hands before, fingers rising to the nape of my neck, he unbuttons the halter; the two tiny buttons which a
Buying Charlotte Chapter 71: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 22, Returning Memories
The following day, back at the office:"Have you ever taken meeting minutes, Charlotte?""No, I haven´t, Sir.""You´re starting now. I want you to sit in on this." Haswell waves me over to a chair at the far end of the conference table.As a dozen or so people gather around the table, I start jotting down a note of their names.One man sits about halfway along the table. Short and tubby, for some reason, he looks familiar, and as I look up, for a moment there is a flash of semi-recognition, then he looks away, as though he also thinks that he knows me. I chew my lip, trying to place his face, then dismiss it as the meeting assembles.Haswell sits at the head of the table, my Master beside him. The content of the meeting is mundane enough, but I find it useful and interesting, as I learn the roles of the people involved, timetables for work, scheduling for supplies and plans. It is easy enough to keep up with my note-taking.The man I think I recognise keeps glancing acros
Buying Charlotte Chapter 72: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 23, Blackmail
Haswell purses his lips. "If it is to do with the nature of the... um, relationship, between you, I can see that it might embarrass you, but it´s hardly blackmail material; especially since I already know about it.""You do?""I do.""How...?""Charlotte, when a man of James´ age, however much I respect him, is quite so fulsome in his praise of a young woman, especially a young woman so, excuse me, but so beautiful, as you are, I have to question his motives.""He said that he got me the interview with you, but that the rest is up to me."He smiles, wryly, "Well, that´s true enough.""So...?" I say cautiously, not knowing quite where this is going."Charlotte, I´ve had an eye kept on you for the last day or so. As I said at our initial talk, I´m not too sure what to make of you. When I meet someone who seems too good to be true; academically brilliant, judging by your exam results, attractive, likeable, highly motivated... I start looking for the snag, the downside... "
Buying Charlotte Chapter 73: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 24, Questions
I nod, swallowing hard."Are you still ´contracted´ to James?"Shake head."You are under no obligation to him?""No, after the week was up, I left and started at college, but I came back when I could. I wanted to see him and Michael again.""Michael?""You saw him, at the Club.""The blond man?"Nod."So, you met Michael during this week also?"Nod head.He stands, pours himself another coffee, offers me the jug. I accept, and again, gulp it down."So, you are telling me, quite clearly, that although he paid for, um, your services, during that initial week, James treated you well, and you are with him now entirely because you choose to be?"Nod head."Does he know you are here? Talking to me?"Nod head.He taps the console on his desk. "Francis, track down James Alexanders would you. Tell him I´d like a word. I suspect he´s not far away."Haswell continues. "He sent you in here? To face me alone over this?""No. I insisted. He wouldn´t be in this po
Buying Charlotte Chapter 74: The Virgin´s Summer, Part 25, Realisations
The realisation of what might have happened, had it not been my Master who won the bidding, hits me. Seated next to me, he watches me out of the corner of his eyes but, with Jansen there, is not going to speak. Under the table, his foot presses on mine, and he lowers his eyelids at me, in the smallest of comfort signals.My mind tunes back to what is being said. Haswell is speaking."So, Mr Jansen, you will find that the police are taking a great interest in you and...""She´s a whore. She sold herself. Agreed to anything. She signed a contract. Just like this one here...""Be that as it may, contracts come under civil law. Assault and grievous bodily harm come under criminal law..." His phone rings. "... Excuse me. I need to take this call... Yes?" He listens carefully. "Yes, he´s here. Yes? Thank you."He continues. "As I was saying Mr Jansen, you will find that the police are, in fact, very interested in you. As we speak, they are searching your premises and..." The door o
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